There is an unknown flower shop at the corner of University Town. It is very small.
White violet or buckwheat, which one do you prefer?
The sea breeze is very cool at eleven o'clock at night, and the neon lights of the city melt into the night and are washed up on the beach by the waves.
Seven years ago today, at this time, he accompanied Wen Ling to Lianyu Bay to relax. Lianyu Bay didn't know when it became their favorite place together.
And today, seven years later, he came here to see Blue Tears, but this time, he took someone with him.
Called Lian Yuwan.
The same place, two people so similar, everything seemed to remind him.
——Don't forget.
But he wanted to tell Wen Ling that he understood and he was relieved.
You turned into a little mermaid in the deep sea, did you hear my whisper?
A long rain fell in his heart, and finally fell into the buckwheat field.
The little mermaid turned into foam, and there was no prince in the world.
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Not a stand-in
Intention: Let go of the past and move forward bravely.